I had the honor.
Even if it didn't turn out as expected,
And I Used to wish it was longer.
I'm not mad, I'm content;
You'll never know how grateful I am
Because to some extent,
I miss it.
The messy,
The blurry,
The skies of gray.
And you feel blue;
You're not always, put on a smile, 100% okay.
If you aren't doing well,
This is here for you to read,
As many times as you need.
For me to remind you to just be YOU.
To be here even when I can't actually be.
As you have been for me too,
How fortunate for me.
YOU ARE READING
Me. [completed]
PoetryMe. poems, feels, Kinda personal, to be honest. But that's okay. This is Volume I. Volume II is called Poetry At its Worst